Return of Mount Hua Sect

Whoo! Whoosh!

Large boats line up to cut through the long river.

The sky is as clear as ever. a cold gale of the river And even the fleet moving forward with foam.

It's a wonderful sight on the surface, but it wasn't very beautiful in reality.

"Drive faster!"

"These bastards are drowning...….No, do you want to hang upside down?"

Bandit

The rugged men who had to keep away from the water and love the mountains and forests were getting on the boat and wiping off their enemies.

"Stir faster! If the ship is late, it will set us on fire!"

"Hit the drum! Speed up!"

"Oops!"

On the floor of the cabin, the men pulled the oars, frowning. Every time I moved, my whole body muscles swelled as if they were screaming.

Thanks to this, the ship continued through the rough waters of the Janggang River.

"Oh, it's cool."

Chung-Myung smiled in the wind. Basically, I prefer mountains to rivers, but on days like this, strong winds didn't seem too bad.

Of course, this wish...… though it is more of a man's creation than a river.

"Well, it's cool...…. Well……. Cool…….”

The irritation began to rise on Chung-Myung's face, which had been relaxed. Then, it suddenly distorted.

" No! you can't eat pijuktto Why are you so slow?

"…I think it's fast enough?"

"It was five times faster when I drove."

"…It's the best for a normal person."

"These days, however, they have no grit. Grit! You can't drive faster?”

Then, Noklim, who was looking at him from the back, carefully said with a discouraged face.

"I'm squeezing the enemy, but I'm short of people because there's a lot of people hurt."

"What are you talking about? I can't believe we're not enough people.”

"So in battle...….”

"No, that's not what I'm saying.

"What?"

Chung-Myung stared at the bandit with meaningful eyes.

The bandit who received his gaze tilted his head with a puzzled look.

"Are we, by any chance.

"Then who else is there?"

"…We're bandits."

"Don't you have a hand for bandits? You can't even catch a paddle, can you?"

"Oh, of course we have hands, so we can row."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung blinked at the cheerful answer. Why are these bandits so cooperative...….

"As long as it's not like that."

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Oh, my god!"

"Ugh…… camouflage…"….I even have a stomach coming out…….”

"Sa, save me...….”

“…….”

The bandits were holding onto the railing and clearing up what was inside.

"Oh, no, what kind of fighters...….”

"…I don't care about seasickness."

"Tsk tsk tsk. I'm so weak! Where's King Greenlim?"

"You're right there, aren't you?"

"Where?"

"Hey, one of the kids throwing up."

“…….”

There was a relatively small-looking back among the rocked lanterns holding onto the railing.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...…. Pulmonary disease again……. Cough! Cough! Whoops!

Chung-Myung turned his head when he was relieved.

"This guy and that guy...….”

There's no one who's all right.

"Hehe. We're mountain climbers in the first place, so we don't have to get on board. And most of the people on the boat won't be able to answer if they shake this much."

"Aren't you guys just weak?"

"Hey, look over there."

"What?"

"On the other side."

Chung-Myung's gaze turned to the other side of the railing where Im Sobyong and bandits were glued together.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Quite sad!"

"Lord, you're dead! You're gonna die!"

Each of Hwasan's disciples was holding onto a railing to death. Chung-Myung covered his face with both hands.No. Let's just say they are.

Why is that bald head throwing up again? Oh, my God!

"Ughhhhhhhh!

At that time, Jo-Gol, who was almost about to spit out his guts, muttered as if he had lost his mind, banging his head on the railing.

"Uh... It's the head. I'm dizzy... Death penalty…….I'll die before we can fight."

"Well, I don't think it was this bad before."

"Tell him to slow down, slow down!"

"Soso, do you have any medicine for motion sickness?”

"…Will you stay?”

"Ugh."

Don't you get used to riding a boat?

Unfortunately, the people who gathered here were from Sacheon, which was nowhere to be found, and from an island with only mountains.

As a warrior, he can overcome small seasickness, but there is nothing he can do on a ship that shakes violently enough to make even the sailors struggle.

"Island! Where the hell is that d*mn island!"

"Please... Please let me fight."

"As long as I can put my feet on the ground, I think I can do anything! Please!"

One knows how precious it is to lose it. His disciples were longing for the existence of land that had been taken for granted.

"Turn it off……."

Then after turning white, Im Sobyong, who turned blue, walked slowly toward Chung-Myung.

"You……."

"What?"

Cho Seung, who was holding his breath in case there was a spark, was startled by Im So-yong's gesture and jumped out of his seat. Im Sobyong asked in a dying voice.

"Island... Where is the island? Is it far?"

"The exact location is…….I'm sure...….”

"Don't you know?"

"Oh, no. I know, but...….”

Im Sobyong's eyes were bloodshot at the lukewarm answer.

"Let's peel it and sprinkle salt on it? How good are you at dancing?"

"Sa, save me!"

Cho Seung-eun shook his head in contemplation when he remembered that he was King Noklim.

"No, well, I'll have to show you at this point.….I, uh, over there! Excuse me! Crying! I can see it!"

"Oh, where?"

"Hey!"

Cho Seung, who found a hole in his skin, urgently pointed forward.

I could see something small floating in the middle of the river beyond.

"…but that's an island?"

"It's so far now that it looks small, but it's never small. It's rather bigger than where our watercolors used to be."

"What?"

"It's rather bigger…….”

"No, before that. What? Too far?

“…….”

"Boop! Boop!"

"Oh! Don't throw up here! Dirty!"

Chung-Myung grabbed Im Sobyong by the back of his neck and threw him toward the railing. Then he brushed his hands and looked at the island far away.

"Well."

The reeds were thick and you couldn't see the inside well, but it was definitely that big that a watercolour would be enough to go in.

"It's amazing. An island in the middle of a river.”

Chung-Myung muttered and fiddled with his jaw and suddenly paused.

"Hm?"

A smile crept around his mouth.

"Hey, water ghost."

"…Yep!"

"I think they're coming out to meet you."

"What?"

Cho Seung looked out toward the island.

"Huh?"

Sure enough.

Small dots appeared around the island in the distance. It's not that hard to guess what a floating dot would be.

The dots began to take shape clearly as they approached.

"Well, it's an enemy ship! Ready for battle!"

"Well, battle?"

"In this situation?"The eyes of the bandits widened.

My stomach is upset...… Yes, you can throw up and fight, even if it's a bit ugly. But what about headaches and dizziness? It's hard to stand up properly.

"Oh, I'm dying."

Only then did the bandits know how advantageous the other battle was. A situation in which enemies can fight on the ground is tantamount to fighting sharks raised to land.

Even if it is a cat, it will be able to eat the struggling shark.

However, if the location is a river, the situation is reversed. Even if it is a tiger, not a cat, it is only a meal of sharks in the water.

That's why you can't touch the channel.’

"Oh, I don't understand. It's like a fortress of heaven."

Im Sobyong, who had already come back, said with a pale face.

"Why were the watercolors leaving such a place unattended?"

"That's not where the watercolors belong."

"Why?"

"First of all, it's too noticeable."

"…That's true."

"And that's where the water is going wild because of the island. The flow rate is twice as fast, and the waterways are mixed to create a vortex in an instant. No matter how skillful the helmsman is driving, it is overturned at the moment of oops. But how would you make a watercolour in a place like that?"

"They did, didn't they?”

"…I'm not sure about that…"….”

Cho Seung scratched his head with a blind face.

"Anyway, you're saying they're the bastards, right?”

Chung-Myung had a double wick in his eyes.

"Let's make it all fish rice and think about it! All combat preparations…….”

Whoo! Whoosh!

"Huh?"

At that moment, the ship next to them was smashed with the sound of lightning.

"Fire, fire?"

Chung-Myung opened his eyes wide and glanced at the boats approaching from the other side. I could clearly see the black and white smoke coming out of the mix.

"You're using a canvas? Are they crazy?"

Gunpowder is a prohibited weapon in a coffin. In other words, the coffin will be tracked from the moment the gunpowder is used. Salt and gunpowder are the most gnashing things in the coffin, so you shouldn't mess with them.

That's why the numbers mix a small amount of gunpowder with the trachea and then harpoon it, which was a real firearm no matter how much you look at it.

"That... looks like a lightning gun."

Chung-Myung turned his head in Im Sobyong's words.

"A lightning gun? What's that?"

"It's a painting made by a place called the Wall Gate that used to fly."

"…Wall gate means door?”

"Yes, it's a door-to-door group that used gunpowder.”

"Are they crazy? There are kids like that, but you're just looking at the coffin?”

"Would you have been watching? That's why I failed."

“…….”

"But their guns and bombs are still being traded undercover. Maybe those guys got it...….”

Whoosh!

Another ship's lead was blown away entirely.

"Argh! I'm falling! Argh!

"Splash! Splash! Save me! I can't swim!

"Mu, watch out for the water! They could come after you! Grab the board and go up! Or get on the next ship, you bastards!"

In an instant, the chaos unfolded.

"Come on, harpoon! We have harpooners, right?”

"…No, it doesn't even reach that far."

Cho Seung, who was waving his hands, blinked his eyes.

"Oh, they're slowing down.”

"Huh?"

"I guess you're thinking of breaking them one by one at a distance."

"No, you bastards! If you're a warrior, you have to play fair!"

"…numerical."

It's a party that only comes out when it's needed, but even that was meaningless in front of its enemies.Whoosh!

"Argh!"

The moment another ship was smashed, Chung-Myung flipped his eyes.

"But what if these bastards want to see?"

"Oh?"

Im Sobyong looked back at Chung-Myung with slightly moved eyes.

Hwasan's disciples were only on this ship. It means that only bandits are on those broken ships. Still, seeing him angry like that means that Chung-Myung really thinks of the greenlings as his colleagues.

"We're fine…….”

"How big is that ship, you bastards!"

“…….”

Oh... You've already put it on the property list.

That's great. I'm ashamed as a thief.

"Oh, you're going to fire a cannon, aren't you?”

At that moment, Chung-Myung jumped onto the railing.

And!

"I'll let you know that there's a head on the ship, too!

Whoosh!

He kicked the railing, smashed it, and began to bounce off like a fired shell.